The Red on White

I was getting ready for Arnie to come meet me and we were going to walk to see Christine. Picking a simple outfit and Arnie's jacket he lent me, I grabbed my purse and was out the door.

The cool and crisp autumn air felt good to my lungs, as I took a puff from my freshly rolled joint. I needed it to steady my nerves. I was paranoid and anxious a lot. The doctors think I get it from my really strict and bitchy parents...

Arnie walked into the driveway and I rushed up to him, hugging him tightly to me. We walked hand in hand to Darnell's Garage, which was four blocks away from my place. The whole time we talked and joked like old friends, despite the fact we've only known each other for a few weeks...

I'm really digging this guy.